Friday, November 20, 2009

mistress

My eyes narrow as my heartbeat increasesthinking about the urgency provoked by each strikea slow smile licking over my lipsvisions of my sweet lil boycunt that yields only under My commandHis desire to please is so strongit seems to be pulsating through his veinsas he learns quite quicklythat he soon will not be in controlof his own beinghe hears my heels clickingon the wooden floor around himas I circle him,inspecting himthe leather thong of the riding croptracing over his skinthe simple compromisehe has never given anyonehow incredibly awkwardabsorbing so muchthe purity of my sexthe grace in my motionreaching to the depthsof his mind and bodytouching nervessearing through the strongest of heartssmall whimpers that crescendointo pleas to be taken further and furtherblood red lips smirkingpulling his thoughts to meof devilish eyes cutting thru himtouching the sheer glory of raw sexualityhumiliationdelicious anticipationand deprivationthe black leather glisteninga sculpted form of pure dominationfor he is all mine